Page 42 of Lady Death

“What’s happened to Darby?”

“I’ve made arrangements for his burial,” he softly replied. “Did you have something special in mind?”

“No,” she said, shaking her head. “I just didn’t want him to … linger.”

He brushed the bangs off her forehead. “I know how important he was to you.”

“Thank you,” she said, a little hitch in her voice.

He pulled her into his arms, hugging her tightly as he ran a hand up and down her back in a soothing pattern. “You cared about him.”

“He was my dear friend.”

Ronin kissed the top of her head. “I know. And he loved you because he left you everything.”

That shocked her. “What?”

“The building. His bank accounts. You’re not a millionaire or anything, but you don’t have to worry about a job.”

Surprisingly, she had no desire to cry. Even from his grave, Darby was taking care of her. Keres snuggled into the comfort Ronin offered. Out of all the places in the world, wrapped up in his arms, she felt the safest.

“I’ve got you,” he murmured. “You’re not alone anymore.”

His words filled up the dark spaces in her heart. Leia was right. They were family.

“Would you make love to me?”

The hand rubbing her back stopped and he tipped her head back.

“You’re vulnerable.”

“I need you.”

“I don’t want to take advantage.”

She smiled. “Are you playing hard to get?”

He leaned closer, and his breath fanned over her lips as he took her hand to run it down his crotch. “Do you feel that? Feel how hard you make me? It’s all yours, baby. Do you understand? This cock belongs to you.”

She slid her arms around Ronin’s neck, moving her body sensually against his own. He pulled her against his body, and then dragged his hand down her side to grab her ass. Then he bent his head and captured her lips. It was more than a simple peck on the lips. The kiss consumed her. His hand came up to stroke the skin behind her ear and along her neck sending delicious shivers through her body. She returned the caress, running her fingers through his short hair, her nails lightly scratching his scalp. Ronin groaned as he respondedby delving deeper into the depths of her mouth. They kissed deeper, tongues probing, hands exploring, bodies pressed as close together as they could get.

“Do I need to tell you about all the delicious things I want to do to your body?” he asked, whispering in her ear.

“I guess you can tell me.” She nibbled on her lower lip. “Or you can show me.”

He nipped the skin on the pulse frantically beating in her neck. “You going to let me do all sorts of wicked things to you?”

“Am I going to like these wicked things?”

“You’re going to love them.”

His touch was electric. Electricity dancing over her as he slowly and gently trailed fingers over her skin, massaging her breast over her shirt. Fire heated her blood as need pulsed through her body. One by one, he freed the buttons of her shirt until the material fell off her shoulders, and then slid his hand inside and over her bra. He teased her nipple, pinching the little nub until she yearned for more.

Ronin placed kisses on her collarbone. Her throat. Her cheek. Capturing her lips in another kiss as he maneuvered her to rise so she could discard her jeans. Then it was his turn to get undressed. His cock was hard and thick, with a bead of fluid at the tip. Keres took hold of him, pumping him with a tight squeeze, milking more pre-cum until it ran over her fingers. She let go to lick it off her hand. Then he sat back down and tugged until she straddled his lap. Her pussy lips cradled the hard shaft of his dick, and with a devilish look in his eyes, rubbed her clit with a masterful stroke. Her breath hitched and she moaned as he slid a finger into her cunt. Their mouths hovered over each other. Their breaths mingling.

Ronin took hold of her hips and began to rock her back and forth over his cock, and they kissed as she moved her body in rhythm. Touching his chest. His shoulders.

“Oh my God,” she moaned. “You feel so good.”

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